♪ Crashing through the crowded halls ♪
♪ Dodging girls like ping-pong balls ♪
♪ Just to reach the bathroom on time ♪
♪ Leaping over laundry piles ♪
♪ Diapers you can smell for miles ♪
♪ Guy's gotta do what he can to survive ♪
♪ In the Loud House In the Loud House ♪
♪ Duck, dodge, push and shove, that's how we show our love ♪
♪ In the Loud House In the Loud House ♪
♪ One boy and ten girls ♪
♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪
♪ Loud House ♪
♪ Loud, Loud House ♪
Poo poo!
♪
♪ mellow western music plays ♪
[grunts] Whoo-wee!
It's hotter than a pig in a pepper patch!
Okay, I got the ice!
Get ready to chill.
[screams] Oof!
There's gotta be a better way to stay cool.
Actually...
Oh. No. Never mind.
- What? - Come on! Tell us!
- Spill it, Zhau. - Okay, fine.
Know how I'm neighbors with Principal Ramirez?
Well I'm house-sitting for her this weekend
while she's at some teachers conference and...
- she has a pool! - That's amazing!
- Sweet! - Now you tell us!
Technically she never said I could use it.
I'm just supposed to water the plants
and feed her birds and stuff.
But I guess I could ask.
I don't see why she wouldn't let us!
Please, Stella! I feel like I'm melting!
[dramatic groaning]
[water splashes]
There. Text sent! Now we wait...
Uh, guys? Can we wait at her house?
I think Lily wants her pool back.
[Lily grumbles]
[squawks]
- Stella's here! - [squawks] Hello!
Hey, guys. Here ya go.
[all gasp]
♪ peaceful music playing ♪
[all marvel]
Ooh!
This is exactly what we needed!
Did she text back yet?
Negative. We shouldn't go in until we hear back,
so just hang out until then.
Better re-apply my sunscreen.
Gotta protect my epiderm. Know what I mean?
[groans]
Check it out!
Dibs on the inflatable swan!
- [all gasp] - Let's go look!
- [Clyde blows whistle] - ♪ military music plays ♪
No running!
♪ music stops ♪
Sorry. Reflex.
My dads made me get lifeguard training
before I was allowed to bathe alone.
[chuckles nervously]
Well, I've pre-floated all the floaties.
Come on, Ramirez, send that text!
Sorry, guys. Still nothing.
[groans] It's so hot!
[long sad groan]
Ugh! What if she never texts back?
What if she lost her phone? Or her mind?
You know how wild teacher conferences get.
You know what? I'm just gonna dip my toe in.
♪ suspenseful music plays ♪
Ah!
Aw shucks. Don't matter if it's a toe or a head, right?
[inhales deeply]
Ah! Sweet relief!
Hmm... Ah!
Look at that. Some leaves got in the pool.
Well, I'd better skim them off. It's the right thing to do.
Oh yeah...
Hmm... [gasps] Aha!
- ♪ music intensifies ♪ - Oh, no! Look at that!
Principal Ramirez wouldn't want a gnome in the pool!
- ♪ music stops ♪ - [gasps] Guys, no, we can't--
[water splashes]
- [laughs] - Ah, yeah!
Eh, what the heck? I'm sure it'll be fine.
- ♪ relaxing music plays ♪ - Pool party!
Huh?
Ah!
Yee-haw!
Who's ready for more of Chef Clyde's
famous tropical smoothies?
Cheers to Stella, the pool party hostess with the mostest!
Rusty Spokes, cannonball!
Ah! This is the life.
[cell phone chimes]
You guys, Principal Ramirez finally texted back!
It's about time! Make sure to thank her for us.
- ♪ tense music plays ♪ - Uh, guys...
She texted a thumbs down emoji, an angry face emoji,
and an explosion emoji.
She super doesnotwant us in the pool!
- [yelps] Oh, no! - [cell phone chimes]
She sent another text.
Car emoji.
Back-in-an-hour clock emoji!
[gasps]
Everybody out!
[both gasp, effort grunts]
[screams in panic]
[effort grunts]
Bummer. Why she gotta be like that?
- Whoa! - Rusty! This is serious!
Okay, okay.
Just give the Rust-dawg ten more minutes of tanning.
[screams]
- [thuds] - [Rusty] Oof!
[groans]
Okay, guys, we gotta get this all cleaned up
before Ramirez gets back.
- Yep, on it! - We gotcha.
And, Lincoln, can you please refill the pool?
The water level went down
thanks to Rusty's relentless cannonballing.
That wasn't me, Stella!
A Spokes cannonball is graceful, elegant,
and barely disturbs the surface of the water. Watch.
- ♪ action musical stinger ♪ - Cannonball!
[gasps] Ugh.
The prosecution rests.
- ♪ playful montage music plays ♪ - [effort grunts]
Get. In. There. Ah!
[gulps, chitters]
[groans] Rusty!
Freshly cleaned towels!
[gasps] Whoa!
Aw.
♪ music fades out ♪
That should be everything.
The only evidence is my intense, nagging guilt.
Thank you, guys. Now you better go.
Principal Ramirez will be here in 20 minutes.
- Later, Steller! - Good luck!
Don't be nervous.
There's no way Ramirez
will know we used the pool.
[parrot squawks]
There's no way Ramirez
will know we used the pool!
Did they just... ?
[squawks] Pool party!
They're repeating what we said!
Those feather-heads are gonna rat us out!
Oh no, they won't.
[panicked squawking]
You're not taping their beaks shut, Kara!
[all sigh]
Wait, guys!
There's no reason why Ramirez would think
they're talking about us.
Rusty Spokes, cannonball!
Phew. It's just Rusty.
Kara! Not cool, dawg!
Stella, pool party hostess with the mostest! [squawks]
[squawks] Chef Clyde's tropical smoothies!
[sighs] We're toast.
Welp. There goes my recommendation to U of M.
No, I'm the one she trusted.
And it was my idea.
I'll tell her it was all my fault.
Thanks for doing that, Stell.
You are a lifesaver.
[yelps]
We are not letting you go down for this.
There has to be something we can do.
Hmm... [gasps] I have an idea!
Maybe if we teach the birds a bunch of new phrases,
that'll cancel out all the pool-related ones.
[chuckles] Yeah! Worth a shot!
- [action music playing on TV] - Hasta la bye-bye, chump!
[rumbling explosion]
[squawks] Hasta la bye-bye, chump.
[imitates explosion]
It's working!
Rusty Spokes, cannonball!
Darn!
Why am I being singled out?!
Maybe it's not enough to teach them new phrases.
We have to make them forget the old ones.
[Lincoln] You are getting very sleepy.
You will fall into a deep sleep
and forget all about the pool party.
[parrots] Ah!
[squawks]
- [moans] - Uh-oh.
I think Zach caught some stray hypno-rays.
[grunts]
[groans] Where am ?? Why am I looking at birds?
They aren't saying anything, so I think it worked!
Yeah! They forgot all about the pool party, Lincoln!
[squawks] Pool party, Lincoln!
Oopsie.
Ugh, I gotta start over again.
Don't bother, yo!
I just came up with a better idea!
- [engine revs] - Thanks, D-Dawg!
♪ intriguing music playing ♪
Cousin Derek comes through again!
I sent him a picture and he got three identical birds
in under 30 minutes!
I still don't feel good
about replacing Ramirez's birds.
It's only until Lisa can wipe their memory.
We can sneak them back here next week.
Behold!
- ♪ music abruptly stops ♪ - [squawks]
Rusty! These birds look nothing like Ramirez's!
Relax! Cousin Derek also sold me bird paint.
Oh! Missed a spot!
Done!
I must admit, they don't look that bad.
If you squint.
- Buongiorno! - Come stai?!
Rusty! These birds speak Italian!
Yo, fuhgeddaboudit!
Not that one. He's from New York.
Either way, Principal Ramirez is gonna know
they're not her birds!
[cell phone chimes]
It's her! "Five minutes away.
Car emoji, smiley face emoji."
She's really going hard on the emojis.
Welp. Guess I'll have to face the music.
No, we all will.
How you doin'?
Not great. But thanks for asking.
♪ tense musical transition ♪
There you go. Sorry for all the trouble, guys.
- [car horn honks] - [gasps] Ramirez is back!
Rusty, you gotta do something with those birds!
Uh, uh... Oh!
- [birds squawk] - Problemosolved.
[gasps]
Principal Ramirez!
I bet you're wondering why we're all standing here
in our swimmin' costumes.
Not really. [gasps]
There you are! My babies!
Oh! Mommy missed you! Mwah! Mwah!
- Rusty Spokes, cannonball! - ♪ tense music plays ♪
[squawks] Stella's pool party!
Hasta la bye-bye, chump!
- Yeah, about that. - ♪ music stops ♪
We can explain.
We really messed up.
We used the pool before we got your text.
We're really sorry.
- Yeah. - [sighs]
I'll just go to community college.
Wait, wait, wait. I'm confused.
I told you to use the pool. Didn't you read my text?
The one with the angry face emoji?
Angry face?
I thought that was the "It's hot" emoji! See?
I said, "I'm down. It's super hot.
Swimming is the bomb."
My conference, "Bridging the Generation Gap with Students,"
had a seminar on emojis and popular slang!
- [sighs in relief] - Phew!
- Back to U of M! - Sweet relief!
So, I appreciate your honesty, my dudes,
but it looks like everything's gravy!
- Now shall we hit the H20? - ♪ relaxing music plays ♪
If that means "let's swim," we're in!
Okay, remember, you gotta really engage your core
to get the optimum splash!
Principal Ramirez, cannonball!
[gasps, yelps]
- Hey, I'm squawkin' here! - ♪ music stops ♪
♪
Paraag! Guess what I found posted on the bulletin bean?
Is it my mid-sneeze yearbook photo?
My younger sister's been posting those everywhere.
- ♪ comical musical stinger ♪ - Ooh... yeah.
We really should take those down.
Pretty rough, buddy. But look at this!
That wealthy guy from Huntington Oaks,
Reginald Robertson Riley III, is awarding an artist grant.
The winner will be a gifted high school student
who dazzles him and a live audience
in a performance piece of their choice!
Ooh! I could have a coffee cup balancing act!
- [kettle whistle blows] - Uh...
[pained scream]
Why didn't I start with cold brew?
If I wanna win this, I gotta whip up
- a new comedy act! - [door opens]
Check it out!
That Triple R guy is awarding a grant.
I'm gonna write a song and go from rocking the casbah
to rocking with cash, brah!
- [grunts] Ah! - [objects clatter]
[shivering] Cold brew is even worse.
My bad, Paraag!
Ohh... I was just saying
how I'm gonna enter that competition.
But I don't want to go up against you.
You should totally go for it, little sis!
No competition is gonna come between us.
Hey! You're right!
We can even help with each other's acts!
Exactly!
We'll be each other's biggest fans.
[tuning guitar]
To give you more time to work on your song,
I covered your bathroom cleaning duty. [chuckles]
Mr. Coconuts' tiny hands were perfect
for reaching those trickier spots.
- ♪ ominous musical stinger ♪ - Oh, the horrors I've seen.
Wow! Thanks, sis!
- You're the best! - [tires screech]
[sniffs] Mmm! I knew I smelled drama brewing.
[sniffs] You two are in some sort of competition.
- In the performing arts? - [both gasp]
- [both yelp] - And there's money involved!
Ooh! This is going to get messy.
No mess here, dude.
We're rooting for each other
and have already decided
a win for either of us is a win for both of us!
Uh-huh. Sure. [sniffs]
Ooh! I smell more drama!
Bobby accidentally liked another girl's photo!
- [tires screeching] - [both coughing]
Thanks for helping me loosen up.
My funny bone's been acting up lately.
Anytime, sis.
[humming]
I made you some herbal tea to soothe your vocal cords.
I even used fresh mint!
- Ho-ho, yeah, thanks. - My pleasure.
[Luna] And voilà!
Some snacks to help inspire Luan.
- [lively comical music playing] - [laughter]
I think that's the hardest I've ever laughed.
Lily laugh so hard go pee-pee!
[laughter]
Man, her act must be totally rad.
I've gotta up my game if I want to stand a chance against her.
Less cured meats, more sick beats!
[Luan] You can polish Luna's guitar,
but leave me some varnish. I got a date Saturday!
[both humming]
Whoa. What's up with you two?
Luna played her number for us,
and it really got my gluteus moving to the maximus.
Gasp. Is this what it feels like to be...
- ♪ pleasant musical interlude ♪ - ...alive?
[shudders] I need to go lie down in my coffin for a while.
If Luna's act is good enough to give Lucy a pulse,
our act isn't gonna cut it, toots.
You're right! We need a new angle.
[rhythmic thudding]
[gasps] My pogo-cycle is here!
[effort grunts]
Ooh! What'd you get?
Uhh... nothing!
- [chuckles nervously] - Hmm...
[voice from door] Boris has arrived!
- ♪ disco music playing ♪ - And he has the choreo down!
Oh! Watch out! Can't stop Boris now!
♪ music fades out ♪
[nervous grunts]
Are you adding backup dancers to your act?
What? Psht. Naw!
I'd never take advantage of Boris' super hollow
and flexible bones for backup dancing.
Right, Boris?
♪ intriguing music plays ♪
- Well, gotta go. - See ya!
- ♪ comical musical transition ♪ - [crickets chirping]
[Luan] Alright, here we go and...
[plays cheery horn jingle]
Dude, what's with the... Huh?!
[yelps, grunts]
Oh! Look at that, it's bedtime!
[yawns] Good night!
Hmm...
[Luna] Huh. Luan has clearly raised her game.
I gotta see what I'm up against.
- [yelps, groans] - [snoring]
[snoring]
Phew.
- [beeps] - [plays cheery horn jingle]
- Huh? What? - [jingle continues]
- [exaggerated snoring] - [growls] Hmm.
[rock music playing loudly]
If she is snooping on my act, I have every right to see hers!
[rock music continues]
Hmm.
- [machine beeps] - [fog whooshing]
[rock music continues]
Oh! Dang it! I can't see anything through all this fog.
So, how's your act going, Luan?
I don't know, Lola.
Why don't you ask Luna how my act is going.
What's that supposed to mean?
Oh, I thinkyouknow.
[sighs] Ponchos out, people.
Hey, Leni, can you pass the chicken potspy--
Oh, sorry, pie.
[scoffs] Excuse me? I don't like yourdrone.
Oops, I mean tone.
I knew there'd be drama!
Good thing I came prepared!
- Okay, real talk. - ♪ tense music plays ♪
What the heck happened to us supporting each other?!
I mean, spying on me? Seriously?
Give me a break, dude.
I caught you doing the same exact thing!
Admit it! All you care about is winning!
Like you're any better!
- ♪ music stops ♪ - Am I supposed to pass
the chicken pot pie or not?
- You know what? Whatever. - ♪ music resumes ♪
From now on, it's every sister for herself!
- Fine! Works for me! - ♪ music stops ♪
[Luan] Wow. That was a big lunch!
Hope you left room for dessert!
[laughing]
- [whimpers] - ♪ tense musical stinger ♪
[rock music plays]
[plays funky keyboard chord]
[gong resonates]
Whoa!
♪ whimsical music playing ♪
Whoa!
[clattering]
[plays rock guitar solo]
[noisemakers blare]
- [nervously] Oh... - ♪ tense musical stinger ♪
- [yelps] - [puppets clatter]
Hey! Your fog machine just gave my puppets whiplash!
Fine. I'll put it in the passenger seat.
[gasps] That's my seat!
Why don't you just take out this amp!
[gasps] Why don't you take out your pogo-cycle!
[both] Grrrr!
And where will Boris sit?
- Wah! - [rock music playing loudly]
[grunts]
[grumbles]
[warm-up vocalization]
I can't concentrate when you're doing that!
[repeats vocalization loudly]
[screams]
[tires screech]
♪ tense music playing ♪
- [Luan and Luna cough] - [Boris] Ah!
- [all scream] - [car crashes]
[sputtering deflation]
[grunting]
Show business is no place for Boris.
It tears families apart.
[sobbing]
He's right.
I can't believe I let things get so heated between us.
No, this is my fault.
I was so nervous going up against you
because I knew you'd be amazing.
You were nervous?
I knew your act was gonna slay and I didn't want
to embarrass myself out there.
It's tough having such a talented sister.
Tell me about it!
[both chuckle]
I'm so sorry we ever let the competition get between us.
From now on sisterhood comes before anything else.
For real this time.
Not that it matters.
I can't do my act now anyway.
Me neither. My gear is totally busted.
After all of that, now neither of us has a chance at winning.
♪ uplifting music plays ♪
Unless... Quick! Grab everything you can.
♪ music fades ♪
[announcer] Please welcome our next act:
Luan and Luna Loud!
[cheers and applause]
- One, two, buckle my shoe! - ♪ lively music plays ♪
♪ When my passion for the stage is a little bit outrageous ♪
♪ I gotta keep my sister in mind ♪
♪ Every time I get just a little too ambitious ♪
♪ I gotta keep my sister in mind ♪
♪ If we can keep our egos in line ♪
♪ I got a feeling that we're gonna be fine ♪
♪ I say it to my sister ♪
♪ Don't say it in a whisper ♪
♪ I gotta keep my sister in mind ♪
- [music ends] - [cheering and applause]
[drumroll]
Congratulations, Paraag! [chuckles]
Now smile for the camera!
Ah... Ah...
Ahchoo!
Aww! Not again!
Oh, good for Paraag.
That pumpkin spice latte
- really made his act sing. - Yeah!
Ladies, I want you to know it was a very close race.
The two of you were simply marvelous!
But how does one compete with the sheer majesty
of those balancing coffee cups?
Still, I am eager to see what you two do next.
[excited squeal]
And we pulled that together at the last minute!
Think what we could do with a little more prep?
Maybe we really have something here.
I bet I can get us a gig at the Burnt Bean!
Sorry there isn't any more drama.
Are you bummed they're getting along again?
Nah. I'm happy for 'em.
[sniffs] Besides...
I just sniffed that Gramps
butt-dialed his old flame.
This is gonna be juicy!
[tires screech]
♪ Cramped inside this tiny space ♪
♪ May sound bad but ain't the case ♪
♪ In the Loud House Loud House ♪
♪ Duck and dodge and push and shove ♪
♪ That's the way we show our love ♪
♪ In the Loud House Loud House ♪
♪ Laundry piles stacked up high ♪
♪ Hand-me-downs that make me cry ♪
♪ Stand in line to take a pee ♪
♪ Never any privacy ♪
♪ Chaos with 11 kids ♪
♪ That's the way it always is in the Loud House ♪